Caught by Surprise

Reveal?

Marinette was alone in her and Alya's flat, impatiently pacing and trying to spot her beloved stray over the rooftops of Paris. She'd changed into a pink dress and her favorite black underwear. She let her freshly washed hair fall down her shoulders and put on just a splash of her favorite perfume. Chat's senses were sensitive enough to pick the scent from two blocks away and it made him leap even faster.

He didn't ask for permission to come in. Chat Noir just jumped in through the open window, held Marinette's chin in one hand, put the other on her lower back and kissed her with all the passion in the world.

"I'm sorry, princess, I should have knocked, I should have asked, but..." Chat tried to back away, realizing how he barged in. She didn't let him finish. Marinette put her arms around his neck, wrapped her legs around his waist and biting his lip, her tongue was in Chat's mouth before he knew what hit him. When they finally stopped to take a breath, Marinette was the first one to speak.

"I'm so glad you're OK. Does it mean we're safe? I was so scared I'd never see you again. Are we still dating? Are you staying the night?" Wow, this girl had so many questions.

"I think we're safe. Neither Hawkmoth nor Mayura can hurt us now. And I'd love to spend the night, if you'll have me." Chat smirked and kissed her on the neck.

"So does that mean Hawkmoth is defeated for good? Who was he? Is he in jail now?" Marinette wanted to ask, but for some reason she couldn't. That reason was a superhero in black leather unzipping her dress and licking her collar bone at the same time. His back belt of a tail tingled her thighs and Marinette just closed her eyes and sighed in anticipation. Her hands soon found Chat's firm and round butt and she dug her nails into it as she pushed her center towards him.

"I think the suit is getting too tight for you, don't you think?" She asked playfully.

"Are you going to take me from behind again, Mr. Noir?" Marinette suggested as she turned her back to him and bent over the kitchen table. Chat was unable to speak, so instead, he scooped her in his arms, carried her to her bed and lay her on her back. Then he started to drag his claws from hes heels upwards. Slowly tingling her inner calves, he enjoyed every centimeter of her perfect legs while appreciating the best view. Marinette's black undies, now with a visible wet spot and the intoxicating smell of her arousal. When his claws reached them, Chat pushed them away. Now Marinette was fully at his mercy, legs spread wide, hands behind her head, her face dusted with a light blush.

Chat didn't want to hurt her with his claws, so he only used them to gently open her folds and his tongue did the rest. He slipped it inside her, to taste the sweet juice and then he focused on the tiny knot of pleasure. Chat sucked her clit and licked her folds, his clawed fingers spreading her thighs.

"Oh yes, more, more, Chat, I'm almost..." When he heard her moan and felt her shiver under him, it tipped him over the edge and he came in his suit. Plagg would definitely kill him later.

"I think I need a shower." Chat said with a guilty look. Then he couldn't stop himself from saying "You're more than welcome to join me, you know..." and waited for his words to reach Marinette's dazed brain.

"You mean like having a shower with the real you?" She finally asked.

"Why not? Hawkmoth is defeated. There's no point in hiding who I am. It would make sooo many things so much easier, you know." Chat explained.

"I get your logic and I'd love whoever is under that suit, but I think you should talk to Ladybug about it first." Marinette was fully awake now, reason taking over.

"Who says I haven't talked to her already?" Chat winked at her.

"Have you, though?"

"I take it this means a lonely shower while I feed my kwami." Chat said, his cat ears dropping.

"But you can still join me in bed when you're done, you know." Marinette tried to lighten the mood.

But for Chat, the magic of the evening was gone. Getting a permission from Ladybug meant talking to her about all that went on with Hawkmoth. A conversation he wasn't looking forward to. He would much rather make love to Marinette in the shower as Adrien, leaving everything Chat-related for tomorrow. So he just took the shower quickly, transformed back to Chat and jumped into Marinette's bed for the hug he so desperately needed.

"I haven't talked to LB yet. I came to you first. You're always my first choice. And after what happened I really needed a kiss and a hug and not Ladybug interrogating me." Chat whispered into Marinette's hair, when she put her head on his shoulder.

"What did actually happen, Chat?" Marinette asked, trying not to sound like her strict self.

"I don't want to go into detail, but... Hawkmoth... he's not in jail and I don't want people to know his identity. That's why I needed to deal with him alone. He's... turned out he's... he's my father." There. He said it out loud. So it's true. His father was a supervillain and he never noticed. There was silence, there were tears, but not his. It was Marinette, whose wet cheeks brushed against his when she turned to kiss him.

"Poor kitty, that must have been terrible. You confronting him on your own. I can't even imagine... a thing like that... it would break me, I'm sure."

"But your father is amazing and you're so close. I haven't been close to mine for years now. To be honest, I wasn't even that surprised. Out of all the people of Paris, of course it's my cold-hearted distant manipulator of a dad."

"But still. You shouldn't be alone in this. I think you were right, you should show me the real you. I want to be there for you and not just for the black leather you." Marinette suddenly suggested, tears in her eyes. He just kissed her eyelids and sat up on the bed.

"Not yet. You were right. Ladybug. I need to talk to her first. And I'll do it straight away." Chat stood up and took his baton to send a voice message to Ladybug.

-- Hey, LB. Hawkmoth's gone for good, but we need to talk. ASAP. Meet me at Notre Dame.